Schwimmin'

We went swimming at the hotel where Pooh's family was staying after Bishie's game. Well, I should say, Ben and the kids went swimming. Pooh didn't feel like swimming, and I wanted to be where Pooh was, so we hung out on the side with our babies. I'm glad. That pool is miiiiiighty cold.

Bishie and Deng spent the whole time terrorizing/wrestling/dunking Pooh's friend, Kristin's, daughter and her friend. They were good sports about it:

I don't know where they get the energy. They played three basketball games that day!

Deng was borrowing Bishie's swimming trunks, and they kept slipping down. You're lucky I didn't catch a picture of his little plumber's crack:

Judgie and Dylan played really good together:

Pooh was holding Gage while I took pics:

And Kristin was holding Marlo:

Sadie Lou:

Ben and Micah were swimming buddies:

Ben kept putting Micah up on the edge of the pool, then swimming away, underwater. And Micah wanted to go in after him. I had to hurry and grab Micah a couple of times before he jumped in after an absent father. I had to give Ben a few withering stares for him to get the hint - DON'T LEAVE YOUR CHILD AT THE EDGE OF THE POOL AND IMMEDIATELY SWIM AWAY. My heck.

I forgot to pack Micah's swimming trunks. Aaaaaand his swimming diaper was a girl one that we inherited from Nat after she potty-trained Ivy. I think it had Ariel from The Little Mermaid on it. That didn't bother Micah one little bit. In fact, when I showed him his swim diaper, he gasped in ecstasy and held it to him in a hug.

Sigh.